Today I set out to take pictures,
after a stop at the gallery to get a sense of what to do next.
This is right in my own backyard; the place my brother-in-law used to split logs.
His first major purchase after a snow blower, twenty odd years ago,
was a log splitter.
The old place has developed its own ecosystem.
I stopped at the gallery first, but I'm saving it to the end.
I stopped in Boston Park.
One of the trustees keeps it planted or decorated in season.
I have not seen it this year. It must have been a stunner all summer,
and is pretty cool right now, with pumpkins and gords in the vines.
Spruce needles in the sandstone walks.
And a purple leaf in the needles.
This is an abandonded road I haven't been up in years.
Just taking a look, and I pulled off the road to take this in.
Another tree for my collection!
My section was completely rearranged when I went in.
Look how cozy!
Diane said she was pleased I was pleased.
And while I stood there I sold a triange mobeus wrap to a customer,
who turned and hugged me on learning I was "the artist!"
I'm just the weaver, who needs to make more of them.